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Chapter 320

"B&B owner?" Ma Cheng asked.

Lu Dafei took a big sip of herbal tea and sighed: "Think about how we moved in. Mei Qian made suggestions at noon. In less than an hour, the engineering team and materials were all on site, and we were able to move in. This proves that the boss has some connections."

You should know very well that this B&B has been losing money since it was built. Why do you have to pay it back? It has been more than two years since it was built." But at this point, he changed the subject again: "Of course, it could also be simple.

It’s cheaper here, but I’m really curious.”

Ma Cheng lowered his head and thought for a while, then added: "Mei Qian has been wandering around the area for so long, but he chose this B&B. We really should check it out."

"I'm going to Yangcheng in the afternoon, so I can only ask you to do this." Lu Dafei nodded and watched Ma Cheng leave.

When the door closed, his brows furrowed tightly.

Lu Dafei remembered a conversation that took place in this room the day before.

"You keep claiming that Mei Qian was responsible for the two killers who fell into the Rugui Hotel. Is there a reason? Or do you have any evidence?" Lu Dafei asked.

"There is no evidence!" Yan Dong blinked innocently: "Everyone can speak at the case meeting, but I can't do a reasonable analysis?"

Lu Dafei choked for a moment, and then asked again after a long while: "The collapse of the ancient tomb in Confucius Mountain was Mei Qian's handiwork. Is this also your reasonable inference?"

Yan Dong sighed: "I just think that people like Mei Qian should do that..."

Lu Dafei also let out a long sigh: "What is your purpose in joining the task force? Is it also for Mei Qian?"

Yan Dong smiled bitterly: "I originally had my own tasks in the Chengdong Branch, but when we formed the task force, everyone had cases on hand, and I seemed the most at ease..."

"..."

Lu Dafei's fingers kept groping on his chin. After a long time, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, asking in the smallest voice: "Hello? Old Zhao, it's me, Lu Dafei, can you tell the story about the falling case and the case?"

The files on the tomb robbing case have been retrieved, and I will go back and take another look..."

Time passed quickly, and two days passed in the blink of an eye.

The dark clouds finally showed some gaps, and occasionally the sun squeezed out.

Although it rained from time to time, the temperature increased significantly.

Perhaps this is the reality of July, or perhaps it is ushering in greater storms.

Thanks to the air conditioning, as long as you don't go out, it's quite comfortable indoors.

Team leader Lu Dafei came back from Yangcheng, but he was extremely slovenly. However, everyone has long been accustomed to this. Even the female technical detective who loves cleanliness can endure the pungent sour smell without changing her expression.

Fortunately, Lu Dafei was very self-aware, and after briefly checking on the work progress, he went into his room.

There was one person who didn't even blink. He had just taken out the toiletries and was about to take a shower when the door was pushed open.

"I just wanted to make a call, but I didn't expect you to come back." Ma Cheng smiled and shook his phone: "I have made a major discovery here..."

At the same time, Mei Qian, holding an umbrella under his arm, was still wandering around.

Speaking of which, this village called Leishui Village is located at the foot of Hengshan Mountain, with beautiful environment and convenient transportation. But in the final analysis, it is just a village.

For three consecutive days, even if it is just a visit, it should be done.

But the people Mei Qian talked to included not only locals, but also tourists. Therefore, in the past three days, he even visited the farmhouses and B&Bs in the village. At most, he visited the busiest road.

Today, he abandoned the main road near the provincial highway and followed the small alley with flowers on both sides, slowly approaching the most remote part of the countryside.

I don’t know whether it’s because few people come here, or it’s because of the sultry weather. Different from the previous bustle, although the houses and roads here are neat, except for the chirping of insects, it’s completely silent.

But in Mei Qian's opinion, this is what the countryside is originally like.

Along the way, not only did he not see any passing vehicles, he didn't even meet a pedestrian. The big yellow dog lying on the roadside stuck out its tongue. When a stranger came, he only howled twice symbolically, and then became

Just as listless as the big willow tree with hanging branches next to it.

Mei Qian was a little disappointed when he didn't find the villagers he expected to take shelter from the rain or chat with.

I originally planned to return here, but I unconsciously touched my pocket, turned around, and walked straight towards a building.

This is a brick and tile house that is the same as its neighbors, except for the addition of a signboard, which unfortunately has weathered to the point of being unrecognizable. The word "shop" is written in paint on the inside of the open wooden door.

When the gauze curtain to isolate mosquitoes was lifted, the crisp sound of a bell rang, immediately reminding the little girl who was scrolling through short videos.

"Here's a pack of cigarettes..." Mei Qian looked at the wooden shelf behind the girl and took out her mobile phone.

Just as he was about to scan the QR code to pay the bill, an unusually old voice suddenly came from the side: "This young man looks familiar. Whose family in the village is he from?"

Mei Qian couldn't help but be startled, and turned to look at the old man with a long beard holding soju under the fan.

In fact, as soon as he entered the room, he noticed the old man and even took a second look at it. Because he smelled a spicy smell of wine, it was obvious that the soju content was not low. And the other party's appetizer was even more interesting, it turned out to be

Half an apple.

He felt it was impolite, so he stopped paying attention. Unexpectedly, he actually spoke first.

Just as he was about to answer, the little girl on the side explained for him, with some excitement in her words: "He is Mei Qian, and he has been on TV, so I think he looks familiar to you."

"I've been on TV, I'm a star..." The old man still stared at Mei Qian for a moment. After a long time, he shook his head regretfully and murmured: "I'm really old. I saw the wrong person."

For some reason, these words reached Mei Qian's ears. He originally planned to scan the QR code and leave. Instead, he smiled and said to the little girl: "Give me a glass of soju too..."

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"Xiang Shuqin, Shen Tiancong and his wife are both locals. They have been away from home before. They returned to their hometown to start a business two years ago. Moreover, they booked this B&B less than half a month after returning." Ma Cheng slowly told the story.

Results of two days of investigation: "If you just look at the information, you will definitely not find any problems, but if you investigate further, it will be very interesting. Because Shen Tiancong also has a brother named Shen Tianming."

"Oh?" Lu Dafei thought for a moment: "Is it the boss brother who has the problem?"

A flash of excitement flashed in Ma Cheng's eyes: "Do you remember the ghost ship Mei Qian discovered two years ago?"

"Could it be..." Lu Dafei opened his eyes wide.

"The shipping company to which the ghost ship belongs has a registered legal person named Shen Tianming. He is currently serving his sentence in Indy Prison for participating in cultural relic smuggling. I found out that brothers Shen Tianming and Shen Tiancong have always been in close contact. What's more interesting is... "Having said this, Ma Cheng handed over his mobile phone and pointed to the spreadsheet on the screen: "Shen Tiancong and his wife started to open B&Bs ten years ago. This is the address I compiled. It is in the suburbs and villages of three provinces and six cities. I don’t know if it’s bad luck or something else, but I’ve lost money as a family, but I’ve always been able to get financial support from my own brother, and I’ve never lost my source of income.”

"This is interesting!" Lu Dafei thought thoughtfully...


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